Allessandra glanced at him. She slowly stood and walked to a shelf and pulled a book off. She looked at the book, shook her head and put it back. She turned towards him again. " Greed, for blood, for other resources. Or, just for the sake of war. Perhaps some go to war for the same reason anyone sane would. To protect their people or their family. Most likely that's more of a personal reason. If a country is to go to war, it most likely for two reasons. To defend itself or the opposing side has something they want. In this case, strong, healthy blood. " she mumbled. She shrugged and walked back to the chair. She did not sit. She watched him.
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Vladimir smirked, "Smart, and true." He said, nodding to her. His eyes flashed a moment, and he shook his head. "My apologies, princess. My father did not allow me to feed." He said, standing from the chair. "I should probably go. I'll see you again tomorrow night if I am still breathing." He joked lightly, moving for the door.
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Vladimir slipped out of the castle, moving in the opposite direction from the Vampire camp. He had no intention of returning to camp. Not until he figured out a way to save his butt from his father's threat.
He moved silently, easily finding an injured solider on the battlefield. "My apologies, but I need your strength." He whispered softly to the dying man before drinking. He did this a few more times until he felt his strength returning and he went to find a hiding place to wait until nightfall again.
The following night, Vladimir returned to the library, using the same method as the previous night of alerting her to his presence.
He moved silently, easily finding an injured solider on the battlefield. "My apologies, but I need your strength." He whispered softly to the dying man before drinking. He did this a few more times until he felt his strength returning and he went to find a hiding place to wait until nightfall again.
The following night, Vladimir returned to the library, using the same method as the previous night of alerting her to his presence.
Allessandra looked up from a book she had been reading. She smiled. " Hello," she said. She closed the book and stood. She walked to a shelf and put it back in its place. She turned back to him.
She walked back to the chair and sat down. She pulled the blanket over herself. The library had grown cold in the night and she shivered slightly. The fireplace in a corner was lit, but it was not enough to heat the library. She pulled the blanket around herself a little tighter.
She walked back to the chair and sat down. She pulled the blanket over herself. The library had grown cold in the night and she shivered slightly. The fireplace in a corner was lit, but it was not enough to heat the library. She pulled the blanket around herself a little tighter.
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Vladimir grinned, and bowed as he stepped around the bookshelf. "Good evening, Princess." He greeted lightly. He moved farther into the room, and sat in the same chair he had the previous night. "How have you been fairing?" He asked smoothly, folding his hands in his lap. This may have been only the third night since he began talking with the princess, he felt rather at ease in her presence. Tonight was also easier since he had fed recently.
"I have been fairing well. How about yourself?" she replied. She studied him closely, out of instincts mostly. She sighed softly in relief, having found no injuries. She thought for a moment, then stood again and walked to a shelf near him. She pulled a book down from one of the upper shelves and turned to face him. Her eyes flitted from his face to his hands and then to the book. She placed the book in his hands and walked towards a nearby chair. She watched him for a moment before speaking. " I thought...maybe, we could read to each other"
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Vladimir glanced at the book, quickly scanning for a title. "I have been better, princess. I fed, and regained a semblance of strength." He found himself saying, and glanced back at her. "Believe me when I say, I only fed on those who were at death's door." He added, hoping his statement would end up with him being sent from her presence. He found himself enjoying it. He let his gaze fall back to the book, and tenderly opened it to the first page. "Shall I read first?" He asked with a gentle smile.
She nodded and smiled. She grabbed the blanket once more and curled up in the chair. She wrapped the blanket around herself and watched him expectantly. " That's good to hear." she said. She smiled softly and shrugged. "If you will, please." she mumbled in response to his question.
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Vladimir nodded, and settled into the chair to read. He stayed like that for most of the night, reading calmly to the princess. When light was approaching, Vladimir bid his farewells to the princess, and disappeared from the castle, and he continued this routine each night. He would read to, or listen to, the princess, chat lightly. Occasionally they would debate about political issues between the races. It had become fun, and normal.
Time passed as they carried on in this manner. Vladimir had come to know the princess as a close friend, and looked forward to their nightly visits. He had been away from his vampire brethren for as long as he had become friends with the princess, and had lost touch with the war. This night, he was headed to the library as normal, but there was something different. There was no light to the room, and it was empty. Fear gripped his chest, Did another vampire get to the princess? his mind raced. He found a secluded corner to wait. Maybe she had been given a chance to leave the library, and was just late getting back?
He sat there, alone, all night. Something was wrong. Or so his mind told him. He disappeared from the castle, and went to his usual hiding place. It was impossible for him to sleep that day. He had to know the fate of his friend. His only friend. The following night, he returned, only to end up with the same fate as the night previous. No sign of the princess. Worry gripped him. This continued for a time more, and Vladimir became a shadow of the land. Rumors of a vampire presence, a rouge, passed through the outlying villages. Vladimir had to survive somehow. Each night, he continued to return to the library, hoping beyond hope to see the princess. Yet something at the back of his mind seemed convinced that someone had gotten to her and he would never see his friend again.
Time passed as they carried on in this manner. Vladimir had come to know the princess as a close friend, and looked forward to their nightly visits. He had been away from his vampire brethren for as long as he had become friends with the princess, and had lost touch with the war. This night, he was headed to the library as normal, but there was something different. There was no light to the room, and it was empty. Fear gripped his chest, Did another vampire get to the princess? his mind raced. He found a secluded corner to wait. Maybe she had been given a chance to leave the library, and was just late getting back?
He sat there, alone, all night. Something was wrong. Or so his mind told him. He disappeared from the castle, and went to his usual hiding place. It was impossible for him to sleep that day. He had to know the fate of his friend. His only friend. The following night, he returned, only to end up with the same fate as the night previous. No sign of the princess. Worry gripped him. This continued for a time more, and Vladimir became a shadow of the land. Rumors of a vampire presence, a rouge, passed through the outlying villages. Vladimir had to survive somehow. Each night, he continued to return to the library, hoping beyond hope to see the princess. Yet something at the back of his mind seemed convinced that someone had gotten to her and he would never see his friend again.
Allessandra meandered through the castle. It had been a month since she had last seen him and the loneliness started to sink in again. A ceasefire had been called and celebrations had been held. Although the rest of the inhabitants were joyous at the news, Allessandra was in a state of almost depression.
Then the rumors reached the castle and touched briefly on her ears. She, at first, refused to believe them. After a time, instead of the rumors disappearing were more numerous. A thought occurred to her one day. She remembered something about her friend and immediately wondered if he was the vampire behind these rumors. If that was so, then she knew that the victims were most likely on the edge of death.
She finally found a peaceful day to read, without the interruptions that regularly interfered. There were some who thought of the royal life as just leisure. She knew however that it was not. There were lessons to attend, nobles to meet and fittings to attend. She had been drawn away from the library for the month of separation and now she could finally go back.
As Allessandra walked to the library, she found herself secretly hoping, wishing her friend to be there. She smiled fondly at the memories she had made with him. With these memories in mind, her feet quickened her pace. By the time she reached the library doors, her quick ladylike walk had turned into a run and she flung open the door. She stood in the doorway and looked in. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes at the sight in front of her.
Then the rumors reached the castle and touched briefly on her ears. She, at first, refused to believe them. After a time, instead of the rumors disappearing were more numerous. A thought occurred to her one day. She remembered something about her friend and immediately wondered if he was the vampire behind these rumors. If that was so, then she knew that the victims were most likely on the edge of death.
She finally found a peaceful day to read, without the interruptions that regularly interfered. There were some who thought of the royal life as just leisure. She knew however that it was not. There were lessons to attend, nobles to meet and fittings to attend. She had been drawn away from the library for the month of separation and now she could finally go back.
As Allessandra walked to the library, she found herself secretly hoping, wishing her friend to be there. She smiled fondly at the memories she had made with him. With these memories in mind, her feet quickened her pace. By the time she reached the library doors, her quick ladylike walk had turned into a run and she flung open the door. She stood in the doorway and looked in. Tears formed in the corners of her eyes at the sight in front of her.
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Vladimir huddled in a corner, listening to whoever had entered the library. He had left the last book he and the princess had read on the table beside the chair he had always sat in. Each night he would do this, in case the princess came into the library when he wasn't there. He had wanted her to know he still came, if she were still living.
He shifted, searching for who had opened the door. His eyes widened when they landed on the princess, relief flooding his thoughts. He stood just around the end of a bookshelf so that no passing servant would see him,l. "Allessandra?" He whispered softly, a questioning call of her name. He searched for weather this encounter were real or not.
When the doors to the library closed behind the princess and they were alone, he came into view. He was more ragged than they're previous visits. "I thought you," He paused, his voice faltering. "I thought you might have been-" He couldn't finish his statement. He rushed over to her, faster than the average human. His hands were on her shoulders, his eyes searching her face. "What happened?" He asked, almost frantic.
He shifted, searching for who had opened the door. His eyes widened when they landed on the princess, relief flooding his thoughts. He stood just around the end of a bookshelf so that no passing servant would see him,l. "Allessandra?" He whispered softly, a questioning call of her name. He searched for weather this encounter were real or not.
When the doors to the library closed behind the princess and they were alone, he came into view. He was more ragged than they're previous visits. "I thought you," He paused, his voice faltering. "I thought you might have been-" He couldn't finish his statement. He rushed over to her, faster than the average human. His hands were on her shoulders, his eyes searching her face. "What happened?" He asked, almost frantic.
She stared at him, speechless for a moment. She couldn't fathom that he was here. She felt the urge to touch his cheek to make sure he was really in front of her. She settled for something else. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around him. This assured her that he was in fact there and the tears spilled over and onto her cheeks. She shook her her head.
"It's....they called a ceasefire," she mumbled softly. She kept hugging him, not sure of why but not wanting to let go. She didn't want to let go, if she did she felt that he would vanish and her only friend would be gone forever.
"It's....they called a ceasefire," she mumbled softly. She kept hugging him, not sure of why but not wanting to let go. She didn't want to let go, if she did she felt that he would vanish and her only friend would be gone forever.
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Vladimir tensed as the princess's arms went around him. When she had finished speaking, he seemed to finally relax, and slipped his arms around her shoulders, returning the embrace. "I wish I'd have known." He responded, a light chuckle entering his voice as he spoke. "I've been coming here every night. Just like always. Hoping I would see you again." He laughed, sounding as if he thought his actions foolish. He fell silent, content to stand there and hold the princess. It had been so long since he had seen her, or heard her voice.
After a time of standing there, he finally released her, stepping back to see her face. He smiled gently, and wiped the tears from her cheeks. "What, pray tell, has caused my princess to come to tears?" He teased gently, grinning.
After a time of standing there, he finally released her, stepping back to see her face. He smiled gently, and wiped the tears from her cheeks. "What, pray tell, has caused my princess to come to tears?" He teased gently, grinning.
Allessandra looked at him. She gave a small smile, this was the one thing that she had been wishing for. All she had wanted for the past month was to be able to talk to him. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling for a moment. She opened her eyes and looked at him. " I've missed you," she mumbled. She looked down and shook her head. " I missed you more than anyone could imagine."
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Vladimir blinked at her for a moment. He cast his eyes away from her, "Yeah. Me too." He said softly, rubbing the back of his head. "I'm glad I never gave up. I almost had myself convinced someone else had gotten to you. I was close to going to my father on a suicide mission." He laughed. He paused, and coughed, suddenly feeling awkward.
Allessandra shook her head and walked to the chair she usually sat in. She couldn't think of anything to say. She sighed and looked at the library. She felt that she had upset him in some way and that was the last thing she wanted to do. She layed her hands in her lap and looked at them. "Sorry, " she mumbled. She blushed softly out of embarrassment and turned to where he could not see her face.
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Vladimir grinned and moved to his normal chair, falling easily back into their old rythm. "For what? I'm the night walker, not you. You have daily things to do. If I had known of any other place to safely look for you, I would have." He said with a laugh. "I'm foolish for thinking just because you weren't in the library that the worst had happened." He said with a gentle smile. "So don't apologize." He chuckled. He watched her, as he had done every night before. "How has it been, since the ceasefire?" He asked curiously.
Allessandra sighed and turned back to face him. She looked at the arm of the chair and thought. She had no clue how to word how it had been. The parties she had attended, the lessons she had learned, the nobles, a and just everything. She bit her bottom lip softly and then shook her head. " It has been...tiring and long. Always doing something." she said in a soft voice. She looked up at him. " This was my first chance to come here since the ceasefire. If you could imagine how that happened. "
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Vladimir chuckled, nodding. "The life of a royal, I guess." He chuckled, a little teasingly. He was thoughtful for a moment, "Knowing my father, he retreated merely to allow your people to replace those who had died. To keep the blood flowing, if you will." He joked, laughing. He always made numerous jokes about his race, and this time was no different. "Have you been happy?" He asked, his tone sobering as he watched her.
Allessandra shrugged. She hadn't been happy, but what had it mattered? She had had things to do, something always seemed to prod at her for her attention. "No, but I have been busy," she said. She sighed and looked down at her chair. A loose thread on the padded arm of the chair caught her attention and she pulled at it. Her way of distracting herself so that she wouldn't look at him.
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Vladimir felt himself frown. She hadn't been happy? He stood, and approached her, sitting on the floor beside her chair. His back was to her, but he was still fairly close. "Why weren't you happy? I thought finally leaving the confines of this one room would certainly been a joyous occasion." He said with a hint of laughter in his tone. He draped an arm over an up raised knee, and sat quietly, enjoying her presence.
" It was a joyous occasion, but something was missing," she said, still not looking up. She shrugged and finally looked up. When she saw how close he was, she tensed slightly and felt her cheeks start to warm up. She shook her head and leaned back in the chair. Forgetting that the chair did rock, she made a small sound of startlement as the chair gently started to rock. She blushed even more from embarrassment now. To calm herself down, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes again.
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"Oh? And what was missing?" Vladimir asked, glancing back when she made a noise. He grinned when he realized what must have happened. He turned his gaze back forward, and chuckled softly. He found himself thinking how he enjoyed the way she looked when her cheeks flushed. He smirked to himself, shaking his head.
Something had changed within him during the time he had known the princess. Something strange, terrifying, and yet comforting. He couldn't place it, but he had certainly come to care for the princess. "Is there somewhere here in the castle I could hide? During the day, I mean." He asked absently, his thoughts roaming.
Something had changed within him during the time he had known the princess. Something strange, terrifying, and yet comforting. He couldn't place it, but he had certainly come to care for the princess. "Is there somewhere here in the castle I could hide? During the day, I mean." He asked absently, his thoughts roaming.
She sighed and shook her head. She thought for a moment about his question. There was one place that she knew of, but she was curious why he had asked. She looked down at him thoughtfully and stood. She walked around him and stood there. She looked down at him and kneeled so that they were at eye level with one another. She smiled softly and shook her head as she thought.
"There is one, but for curiosity's sake, why do you ask?" she asked. She tilted her head slightly and waited for an answer. She wouldn't answer the first question he had asked because, the thing that had been missing all that time was him. She had missed him and had worried that he may have been killed or something along those lines. She shrugged and stood. She walked to the door and gestured for him to follow. She turned back to look at him once she had reached the door. "I will show you, a safe place to hide. But, please don't drain our servants," she said in a teasing tone. She smiled.
"There is one, but for curiosity's sake, why do you ask?" she asked. She tilted her head slightly and waited for an answer. She wouldn't answer the first question he had asked because, the thing that had been missing all that time was him. She had missed him and had worried that he may have been killed or something along those lines. She shrugged and stood. She walked to the door and gestured for him to follow. She turned back to look at him once she had reached the door. "I will show you, a safe place to hide. But, please don't drain our servants," she said in a teasing tone. She smiled.
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